We've covered what we thought was the end of the east wing and the end of the west wing. Exhausted we headed towards Mc Donald's
We shouldn't have. Not only was the price murderous.
The salad tasted as if it had just been tossed with plain tasting liquid detergent .
Worse still , the coffee was weak.
Only the fries and nuggets tasted like the Mc Donald's we all know and expect.
The orange juice was sour and bitter. Not in the least sweet at all. Yuck.
A quick dash to the loo yielded another surprise .
Only when I sat down did I discover that the inside consists of 100% hot boiling water ! Enough to cook one's goose !
Sad to say, lack of seating space is a serious issue in this airport. There's simply not enough to go around .
Thus we had to wander around aimlessly once again from the east wing to the west wing, like a band of crazy eyed vagabonds fighting to stay awake.
The scenario is the complete opposite once inside the boarding gate itself . Plenty of space as you can see. Pretty pointless, seeing that we spend more time outside the boarding lounge than inside.
Think I shed a tear of joy ,when the bald guy finally announced that we could board the plane at last !
Conclusion : It's not funny to be stuck in transit inside the world's largest airport with the world's least seats.
